Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

"Kill me? Haha."

The long-haired evil spirit smiled disdainfully.

"Little girl, you are not worthy!"

With a wave of the iron fan, the long hair on his forehead floated up, revealing his twinkling eyes, which were extremely sinister.

Chu Weiyu snorted coldly, and her spiritual power circulated throughout her body. A red spiritual light surged into the sword body, and the edge of the sword surged red, revealing its sharp edge.

Condensing his momentum, he slashed out with one sword.

In an instant, a slashing light exuding a terrifying aura appeared, and red flames surged, scorching the void.

The strong wind swept across. Facing this powerful and terrifying blow, the long-haired evil spirit did not panic at all, and there was even a hint of joking in his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly unfolded the iron fan, and a cold light suddenly appeared at the folded edge. When Yan Zhan flew less than three meters in front of him, he swung out with a slash.

"boom!"

A huge roar resounded, and red flames soared into the sky, enveloping a large area of ​​space with a fiery aura. The aftermath surged, and the space seemed to be distorted, with terrifying power.

However, if you look closely, you will find that in the red fire, there is a long black line, like a black hole, devouring the flames crazily.

The next second, the flames all over the sky were swallowed up, and the black line became extremely terrifying, slashing towards Chu Weiyu at an extremely fast speed.

Chu Weiyu's expression suddenly changed, and before she had time to think about it, she quickly waved her long sword to block.

"boom!"

The huge force came, and Chu Weiyu couldn't help but take two steps back. She felt the pain in her arm, and her face couldn't help but darken.

The last time he met the long-haired evil spirit, the other party had no power to fight back and could only run away in embarrassment. Only a few days later, he had become so much stronger.

"Jie Jie Jie, little girl, you are no match for me, let Hua Mulan come out." The long-haired evil spirit provocatively said, the disdain in his eyes undisguised.

With his warrior-level realm of late Candlelight, he can fight against ordinary Candlelight Peak. However, even if Chu Weiyu is a genius and a monster, her realm is only in the early stage of Candlelight, and after all, it is still lower.

Chu Weiyu breathed out. Since the other party wanted to fight, then give him a face. No more hesitation, her whole body shone brightly, and behind her, a silhouette of a woman with a handsome face appeared, with a heroic appearance.

Heroine, Hua Mulan.

"Sister Hua, I have to trouble you again this time," Chu Weiyu said apologetically.

"It's okay." Hua Mulan smiled, and then looked at the long-haired evil spirit with fighting intent.

"I also want to see what this guy is capable of and how dare he speak such arrogant words!"

As soon as the words fell, Hua Mulan disappeared from the spot instantly and turned into an afterimage. Only a heroic shout was heard. Looking around, she saw Hua Mulan appearing beside the long-haired evil spirit at some point, and the hand in her hand was The patterned sword was already ready for use.

"Uh-huh!"

The long sword broke through the air, but before the blade could reach it, the strong wind came first and turned into bursts of sword light, slashing towards the long-haired evil spirit.

A trace of surprise flashed across the long-haired evil spirit's face, and black energy poured into the iron fan from his palm, and then he quickly unfolded it.

"Qiang!"

The clear crashing sound sounded, as if it was about to pierce the eardrums, and penetrated deep into the mind.

The cold wind passed by, and the two of them were separated as soon as they touched each other. They both took a few steps back, as if nothing had happened. Only the crisp sounds echoed in the air.

"Jie Jie Jie, General Xiaolie Hua Mulan is indeed worthy of his reputation." The long-haired evil spirit smiled, and a scarlet color flashed across his pupils, "But if this is all you have, you can't kill me... "

The next second, the black energy around him quickly gathered, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded, his long hair stood up, revealing his gloomy face, "Jie Jie Jie, kill a legendary hero, then I will also become A legend, let’s leave its name for eternity!!”

Terrifying pressure swept across him, and the aura on his body had reached its peak, infinitely approaching the peak of candlelight.

Chu Weiyu came to Hua Mulan's side and looked at the black figure with solemn eyes.

"Go together."

Chu Weiyu gave a low shout and raised her sword to kill. Seeing this, Hua Mulan immediately followed.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

The sound of the collision of iron weapons continued to sound, echoing in the void, cold light appeared everywhere, and murderous intent was revealed.

Hundreds of kilometers away to the west.

Feng Chengyun glanced at him and seemed to feel something. He immediately ordered everyone to evacuate immediately. There was no one to clean the battlefield. Then, he looked into the depths of the Mingxu and sighed helplessly. It was hard to help him...

"Your Excellency, come out."

He spoke slowly.

The next moment, in the distance, on the earth filled with black air, a black figure appeared, silently, as if it was already there.

The man stood in the black smoke. Even though his whole body exuded a sinister aura, he still had some vague scholarly air.

He turned his eyes around with a calm expression. When he saw the soul origins floating in the air, there was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes as deep as black holes. However, there was no greed and fanaticism as imagined. Instead, there was a wave of excitement. The meaning of regret.

Feng Chengyun was surprised. The evil spirit in front of him seemed different from the previous ones.

"Let's talk?"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said, but just as he thought, the man did not refuse, and nodded silently, but did not speak.

The atmosphere seems to be getting a little weird.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said, "One general's success will cost ten thousand bones."

"Prosperity brings suffering to the people; death brings suffering to the people..."

Feng Chengyun nodded silently.

Throughout the ages, every successful general has been burdened with the sacrifices of countless people. They may be the children of officials or members of the clan, but most of them are ordinary people living at the bottom of society, and this is inevitable...

"I was once a scholar, and I once had the grand ambition to govern the country and bring peace to the world..."

Having said this, the man's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, and the next second, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

"In the end, I realized that I was just a wisp of duckweed, and I couldn't change anything at all. I couldn't stop the enemy army from massacring my wife, children, and children, and I couldn't change the bright smiles on the faces of the soldiers after the imperial court counterattacked. Perhaps, in those days, In people's hearts, those dead people are like straws they encounter. They are used when they are useful and discarded when they are useless. They are also the same as me..."

"What do you think?"

He asked Feng Chengyun, but soon he shook his head, "Forget it, you are just like me, you are just a chess piece and cannot decide your own destiny."

He sighed, picked up the long sword, unsheathed it, looked at the sharp edge, and said lightly, "This war is not what I want. But, I have to do it..."

The next moment, an aura of the late stage of the epic holy star emanated from him, "If you win, please don't massacre the ordinary people here. They are just like you and me, they have no choice..."

Feng Chengyun's mind was filled with thoughts, and his face was moved by them. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, there was only one "okay"...